Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Nicaragua and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Howard Jones to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Sam Rivers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bluetip,
Rosa Yemen,
Television Personalities,
Charles Mingus,
The Residents,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jeru the Damaja,
Blancmange,
Ralphi Rosario,
Oneida,
Barrington Levy,
Letta Mbulu,
H. Thieme,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Animal Collective,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Quantec,
Yellowson,
DNA,
Country Teasers,
Tommy Roe,
The Buckinghams,
Kaleidoscope,
Pylon,
Mo-Dettes,
Banda Bassotti,
China Crisis,
The Smiths,
The Detroit Cobras,
Outsiders,
Grey Daturas,
Television,
Yusef Lateef,
Groovy Waters,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marmalade,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Eve St. Jones,
One Last Wish,
the Human League,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lower 48,
The Names,
Smog,
Tim Buckley,
Cameo,
Erykah Badu,
Duran Duran,
Scratch Acid,
Henry Cow,
The Neon Judgement,
Slave,
Intrusion,
Flipper,
Wings,
Siglo XX,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roxette,
the Slits,
The Beau Brummels,
the Soft Cell,
Massinfluence,
Roger Hodgson,
Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya, Drexciya.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.